My path is sometimes the one less traveled. But the road is mine all mine.

To Reunion or Not to Reunion? That is the question.

September 16, 2010

I've deliberated it for a few weeks now. Tonight, I decided WTF. Just frickin go. So I'll be flying to New York in October to attend my 20 year high school reunion. Seriously? I am old as dirt.

My biggest concern is that I'll be disappointed. That the friends with whom I want to make plans outside of the reunion will flake on me, and I'll feel….Hmmm. What will I feel? Neglected? Seems like an odd choice of feeling. Uncool? Nah. Just disappointed. Disappointed in friendships that I often wish were a bigger part of my life but just aren't.

Most people from my graduating class dispersed for college. I went to Florida. The difference with me and why I felt more separated is that my parents moved to Florida at the end of my freshman year. So while all of my long-time friends went back to Long Island to spend summers and breaks together, I began a new life in Florida, year-round.

It really changed how I developed as a person. I became more disconnected from my NY upbringing and increasingly connected with a chill, laid-back Florida and Key West lifestyle. I fell in (temporary) love with a guy who lived on a sailboat. We took in a puppy together and she walked everywhere with us off leash. I stopped shaving my legs. (NEVER stopped shaving my armpits, thank you very much.)